In an alternative United States, April 2033
Eric and Erin Kensington were once so similar that their relatives could barely tell each other apart. The twin brother and sister were basically indistinguishable until middle school, and inseparable until high school. Now in college, the two had drifted apart entirely, in more than a few ways.
Erin was a 19-year old hottie at the Shenandoah State, the premier public college in their region. She was a popular sophomore in one of the top sororities on campus. Her friends often compared her to a young Kaley Cuoco. Large breasts, died blonde hair, friendly but beautiful face, skinny with great curves where it counted. A dream girl next door.
Eric was an unkempt shut-in who looked like he rarely shaved, showered or saw natural light. Eric had essentially given up on making a good life for himself. He was a reclusive homebody, obsessed with videogames, politics, anime and had some bad addictions to weed, porn and beer.
Though the twins were best friends throughout life, the two began to drift apart in high school. Erin was always fairly popular and had no trouble fitting in, but Eric became increasingly rejected and even bullied by the more popular kids in school. Eric's childhood friends were equally marginalized, while the more athletic and stylish boys, often bussed in from the cities, established themselves at the top of his high school's hierarchy. Erin did her best to stop her popular friends from bullying Eric, but that just made them bully Eric's friends instead when she was around and Eric himself when she wasn't looking.
Rather than trying to find solidarity with his fellow outcasts, Eric largely retreated into an online world and stopped seeing his friends entirely, whom he came to view as just as big losers as himself. Erin meanwhile enjoyed high school thoroughly, dated popular boys, studied appropriately and got into a great school in Shenandoah State.
Eric and Erin lived together in small house 10 minutes off campus from Shenandoah. It was an old investment property procured by their grandparents several years back, and has served as a temporary living space for many young adult Kensington cousins in the years since. Free of the burden of paying rent, Erin was able to focus on her studies and leisure, and Eric was able to get by working just a few hours a week at a local retail joint.
It was a typical Friday night. Eric hadn't been to work in two days, and wouldn't need to work again until Sunday. He had spent his entire day playing video games, watching porn and browsing various different websites, most of which catered to racist and incel-adjacent young men. These websites were full of young men like Eric, complaining about how society didn't care about them, how immigrants and Black people were replacing white people, how men like them were just genetically cursed to be losers and how women would always choose taller, stronger, darker men as lovers. Every day, Eric's resentment towards women, feminism, immigrants and Black people grew.
Erin had spent all day in class and had recently gone out to a party with her friends. It was relatively early in the night, around 10pm, when Eric heard the front door open. He heard his sister, giggling like a drunk idiot stumbling into the house. He heard another girl's voice as well, then another. The idea of going out to say hi to his sister's friends never even occurred to him. No doubt, he thought, that they would just turn him down and laugh at him for not being strong enough, tall enough or handsome enough.
A few minutes later, the door open again. Another person walked in, one with a deep male voice.
"Jamar!" screamed the other girls, the pitches in their voices rising as they began to laugh and giggle more.
Eric realized that his sister had invited two girl friends and a Black man over to his house. His porn-obsessed brain immediately came to the conclusion that Erin and her friend were all about to fuck the shit out of this mysterious Black stranger. Bursting with anger, he put on his headphones and turned on his gaming console, hoping to distract himself from what was happening down the hall.
Even with the volume turned up, he could still hear the girls' exaggerated laughter, their high-pitched voices, their obnoxious music.
Eric tried to ignore the commotion as long as he could, but eventually the giggles and flirty statements turned into moans, pounding, slurping and sucking sounds.
"Yah, suck that shit real good" mumbled the Black man in an exaggeratedly loud voice, as if he intended for Eric to hear him from down the hall.
"Damn Erin! You're so fuckin' tight!" he said a few moments later. "You want daddy to stretch you?"
Eric heard his sister's voice mumbling.
"Louder, whore!" the black man yelled.
"Yes daddy!" Erin screamed, loud enough to hear in every room in the house.
The Black man began encouraging the other two girls to get more vocal as well. Eric could hear two loud slapping sounds, followed by the Black voice saying "You like being spanked like the bad little girls you are?"
"We love it daddy!" the girls responded.
Another pair of spanking sounds.
"Louder!" the Black man yelled.
"YES DADDY!" screamed the two girls.